Sharing another person's joy increases your own joy twofold and sharing another person's pain lessens their pain half fold.
I love the way this idea flowed out during a relaxation and meditation session last evening. I envision individuals developing the capacity to draw on the joy within them and around them and use it to absorb the pain and suffering within them and around them and transform it into a healing energy...
The reaction wasn’t as powerful as it had been when I gave sessions that intended to specifically augment the individual’s sense of well being. But I am ecstatic. This is my work. And I was born to do it.
I have the courage and the will to speak for the voiceless. I just don't like the way I get so emotional about it when I do it as I am not sure it generates the positive response that we all so desperately need. Rather, I feel it triggers negative emotions that may fuel positive action but in the long run may not be sustainable as the motivation doesn't stem from the right source.
In my sessions I am more in control and able to transmute my emotions into a nourishing energy that is hopefully more acceptable to those who receive the message. I am yet to find out how effective it is in influencing the course of thought and emotion for the better, but for now I am just happy with the method...
Monday, July 11, 2011
Friday, July 08, 2011
Saturday, June 25, 2011 (12.11pm)
Back in Sri Lanka since early June and it’s been a mad tea party since. First off was the episode with the young Belgian backpacker coming in from India. He was warmly greeted and asked if he would be visiting Jaffna. When he unwittingly replied that he looked forward to it, the immigration officer was incredulous. They decided that he should be given a 3 day visa and asked him to report to the CIA (Central Intelligence Agency). I didn’t even know there was a CIA in Sri Lanka until then!
It was easy to stay at home and not go out anywhere until VJ virtually kicked me in the butt and got the yoga classes going. I now take 3 classes a week at Body Bar and another class at her sister-in-law Trudi’s place. Starting out was quite nerve wracking as I was keen to please. It wasn’t the first time I was teaching but it was the first time I was charging for teacher. But once I got on the mat and centered myself in my practice it just flowed out naturally. I love the abundance of love I feel at the end of each class as I feel each of the practitioners connect to a deeper aspect of their being.
Still it’s been surreal because I’m staying with VJ and Souhaine and practicing yoga. I can’t recognize most places because the city is looking like a beautiful cut-out. You only have o block out the occasional live scarecrow you see staring up at some beautifully lit-up building with a longing bordering on reverence.
...........................................Contd. Friday, July 08, 2011 (01.48pm)
A month gone already and I’m still not enamoured with the dream. Had almost forgotten how painfully superficial people can be. I’ve had a few personal tips on how to “look” good. Pity no one cares about actually “being” good. In that sense it will be nice to return to the oblivion of the Ashram. Now I’m almost afraid to see some of my old friends, though on the other hand it would be nice to scratch the surface.
Find it surprisingly to stay faithful to Beau. He’s like the shining beacon in a dark night. And I’m constantly surprised at how I’ve grown up and into love.
If not anything else, the return has definitely served as a test to my level of universal acceptance and tolerance. Can I hold myself and others in tenderness despite the craziness. I am grateful to Sarinda for Trail. It is beautiful to be able to sit back and have others take over for a change. Maybe this will be a space I can return to in safety after all.
Oh my Beloved, Kindness of the heart,
Breath of Life, I bow to you
Lotus sitting on the water Beyond time and space
This is your way, this is your Grace
I bow to you
Om namo guru dev namo…
It was easy to stay at home and not go out anywhere until VJ virtually kicked me in the butt and got the yoga classes going. I now take 3 classes a week at Body Bar and another class at her sister-in-law Trudi’s place. Starting out was quite nerve wracking as I was keen to please. It wasn’t the first time I was teaching but it was the first time I was charging for teacher. But once I got on the mat and centered myself in my practice it just flowed out naturally. I love the abundance of love I feel at the end of each class as I feel each of the practitioners connect to a deeper aspect of their being.
Still it’s been surreal because I’m staying with VJ and Souhaine and practicing yoga. I can’t recognize most places because the city is looking like a beautiful cut-out. You only have o block out the occasional live scarecrow you see staring up at some beautifully lit-up building with a longing bordering on reverence.
...........................................Contd. Friday, July 08, 2011 (01.48pm)
A month gone already and I’m still not enamoured with the dream. Had almost forgotten how painfully superficial people can be. I’ve had a few personal tips on how to “look” good. Pity no one cares about actually “being” good. In that sense it will be nice to return to the oblivion of the Ashram. Now I’m almost afraid to see some of my old friends, though on the other hand it would be nice to scratch the surface.
Find it surprisingly to stay faithful to Beau. He’s like the shining beacon in a dark night. And I’m constantly surprised at how I’ve grown up and into love.
If not anything else, the return has definitely served as a test to my level of universal acceptance and tolerance. Can I hold myself and others in tenderness despite the craziness. I am grateful to Sarinda for Trail. It is beautiful to be able to sit back and have others take over for a change. Maybe this will be a space I can return to in safety after all.
Oh my Beloved, Kindness of the heart,
Breath of Life, I bow to you
Lotus sitting on the water Beyond time and space
This is your way, this is your Grace
I bow to you
Om namo guru dev namo…
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